Wed, 15 June 2016, 7:20 am: That’s a screenshot of the seatback in front of me as we begin our final approach to Dusseldorf. It looks like a longer flight than it feels when I see it on a live map.
Why in hell do they call it a “final approach?” You’ve technically been approaching your destination ever since you took off. You’re approaching Dusseldorf even if you’re still on the opposite side of the ocean from it. And it’s all one approach. It’s not like you’re approaching it for the seventh time when you finally get close.
Those are the present conditions, also viewed on the seatback. We’ve got 120 miles and 24 minutes till tarmac. 
That’s the best Eric Zoolander pout I can muster on two hours of sleep and a decidedly unsexy neck pillow. Some folks behind me are doing the “YMCA” arm moves in their excitement to be landing. I’m not dancin’ just yet, but I too will be ready to rumble on the ground in Germany.
This morning we’ll layover at the Dusseldorf airport for about three hours before transferring onto a short haul flight to Venice.